Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.

Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.

HAHA! ALL LIES! You told me, no, you *wanted* me to replace it. With memories - MY memories - of those exhausting nights when Keira Knightley and her secret twin sister fought about me, then licked each others wounds, and than laid me with joined forces.

For the last 15 birthdays of mine, I've been whether smoking cheeba, laying girls, receiving blow jobs, doing other drugs, went into clubs and had looooooots of endless fun, with the last one (30th) being the best of them all because I did all of the aforementioned PLUS for the first time ever called my boss on Monday morning 0800 because I "felt ill". Actually, and in fact, I was still at a party and that until 1400. Then I went home ****ed again, ate three pizzas and slept in watching TV. Guess you're not the only one with a boring life, huh? XD

I doubt you or ed are gonna be "offended". Confused maybe, and unsure whether or not to call the police, but not offended.

But besides that, yeah kids, Mister Lynk Fomer is absolutely right. It is not cool to stay away from your job because you were on a party, even if it's your 30th birthday! I haven't done it before, and did not do it again and don't plan on doing it again.